Who: OPEN TO ALL
When: Tuesday, October 23, 2007- Late evening
Where: The Tiki Hut and surrounding shoreline
What: Irei's first-ever birthday party!

Sascha had never been much of a party planner, so the fact that everything had gone off without a single hitch (even given the adverse weather conditions) seemed like a miracle in and of itself. Today was Irei's birthday, and since neither of them had ever had an actual party before, Sascha decided it was high time they made some changes to their usual birthday routine. They definitely had the resources for a large scale celebration here in Elysium, and that was exactly what Sascha was looking to give his best friend.

He'd had the presence of mind to post some flyers in strategic locations throughout Helicharis to let people know about the upcoming event, making sure to mention that no RSVPs or gifts were necessary (although they were always appreciated.) The weather had suddenly turned nasty less than a week before the party; fortunately for him, enough of the Tiki Hut and its adjoining dance floor was covered to ensure that no one in attendance would end up stranded in the rain.

The sun had already dipped below the sharp line of the horizon by the time Sascha and Irei made their way along the shoreline leading to the Tiki Hut. Irei wasn't privy to the exact details of the night's celebration, although he knew something was definitely up; Sascha rarely went out of his way to dress beyond comfortably shabby, and he sure as hell never did for the fun of it. It was one day out of the year when he could bear to make himself "presentable" by Irei's standards, though, and he'd had the tailor's help to outfit him in a flattering black and pinstripe ensemble with his hair pulled back into a tight little ponytail.

He pulled his cigarette away from his lips and grinned at his companion as the festivities came into view. It seemed he needn't have worried about the weather preventing people from seeing his flyers; the bar and dance floor areas were already at full capacity with a few familiar faces and many strangers, but everyone seemed to be having an entertaining time. A band had set up under one of the covered areas, and an extra canopy tent had been erected above the sandy overflow dance floor to shield the party-goers from the light mist outside. Sascha had even worked out an arrangement to have some food and employees from both the restaurant and cafe sent over to accomodate the sheer number of people present. Yes indeed, it looked like all of his work had paid off.

"Thought you could use a decent night out for once," he said with a smirk as he replaced the cigarette and motioned at the crowd of people. "Half of these bastards are just here for the alcohol, but I figured that's what you're usually here for, too." Sweeney had already begun to make friends with some of the servers in the buffet line, and Sascha gave Irei a firm pat on the back as he ushered him into the melee. "Happy birthday, by the way."


All posts here are welcome! Sub-threads, narratives, whatever you like- just have your characters show up, for cryin' out loud! XD

Who: Mitsuko Kamiyama (along with a host of NPCs and mention of a certain Genko brat)
When: March 14, 2000 (A day shy of Mitsuko's fifteenth birthday)
Where: Minato, Tokyo, Japan
What: Backstory of Mitsuko living in Tokyo as a gang leader. She receives some surprising news, involving another of our illustrious characters.

(OOC Note: All dialogue is in Japan, names are in Japanese order. Basically, this is just a very, very Japanese RP.)


Sato Sakura drew the cigarette from her lips, rolling her heavily made-up eyes. She was sitting in a crouch in a tiny parking lot wedged between two buildings. It was empty, except for the motorcycles surrounding them. "When are they going to get here?"

Kimura Ayame looked over from the complex drawing she was putting on the brick one of the buildings in marker. "They'll get here when they get here. Have a little patience. What do you think?"

"I think the owner of that building would appreciate if you would remove that," a voice said from behind the two girls.

The girls turned to look at the owner of the voice. Dressed very primly in a suit, it was one of the teachers, Tanaka-Sensei. He looked disapprovingly at the girls. "You could at least take off your uniforms before you engage in such activities. It reflects poorly on the school."

"Always want to get us out of our uniforms, don't you, Tanaka-Sensei?" Sakura mocked. She undid another button on her already disheveled uniform. "Should report you."

"Like they would believe you two. Look at you." He gestured to them. Both girls were in uniforms of a plaid skirt, white shirt and black blazer, but they had intentionally rumpled, torn and defaced with Kanji. Sakura's hair was short and platinum blonde while Ayame's longer locks were done in tight curls, similarly bleached but with the dye growing out and showing dark roots. Each girl wore fake animal ears nestled in their hair and a tail tied around their waist. "Everyone knows what you are."

( And what are they? )